Sounds like my brother in Orlando. We suspected but he dated chicks so he kept us guessing.
Then one night in College Park, on Yale, he told me that I would getting some phone bills. I lived in his other house and got his bills. They would be big because he had a boyfriend in Hawaii, lol.
He was 39, we kind of knew, never wanted to admit it.
I thought I was being magnanimous, “Bro, don’t care, love you!”
“Yeah, I already knew that. You just need to know because you’re getting my bills.”